Caterpillar Changes into something thriller
Bees on flowers make sweet honey to devour
Trees and sunshine prompt air through day time
Takes it back by night fall to recycle as a daily role
A predator hunts to survive and only for the sake of staying alive
Every thing that lives or tends to survive has its part in the cycle & a role in life
It's the little peaces of essence, lets not forget its valuable presence
Not to mention its beauty to our eyes, remarkable in disguise
Co-related stripes & pooka dots, art that's hard to spot
Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 7:27 PM UTC
Caterpillar Changes into something thriller
Bees on flowers make sweet honey to devour
Trees and sunshine prompt air through day time
Takes it back by night fall to recycle as a daily role
A predator hunts to survive and only for the sake of staying alive
Every thing that lives or tends to survive has its part in the cycle & a role in life
It's the little peaces of essence, lets not forget its valuable presence
Not to mention its beauty to our eyes, remarkable in disguise
Co-related stripes & pooka dots, art that's hard to spot
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